I wish I could just explain it, but I think you'll just have to experience it for yourself, hahaha...no, I'll give it a shot. I'm trying to take this whole thing seriously because I believe choosing people to spend your life with is something that should be taken seriously. That said, it should definitely be fun too. I'll tell you a story that might help explain it a little better. I was in Yosemite once, by myself, swimming in the river at my favorite "secret" spot, haha, and this huge family showed up. Probably 15 people. I was sitting across the river on a rock, half in the water, just watching them, enjoying my space. It was clearly, 3 full generations of family together, swimming, talking, laughing, and driving each other crazy, haha! But, it was super fun, and fun to watch too. I was mostly watching the Grandpa, who was over 70 for sure. He was so full of energy, so happy to be with his family, and so proud, you could see it. He was jumping off this rock into the river with his son and grandsons. It was dreamlike to watch. Then, at one point he started taunting his wife (Grandma) to jump off the rock. She was yelling at him, telling him to shut up, and that just provoked him more into acting like a 10 year old, egging her on, getting the grand kids involved, and everyone was kind of laughing enjoying it. I couldn't wipe the huge grin off my face because it was just hilarious. Grandma was getting mad, then, Grandma got so mad (even though you could kind of tell she LOVED the attention) she walked up to the rock taking off her shirt, all the way, yelling at Grandpa (who was LOVING it). When she reached the top, she squeezed her nose plugged with her fingers and did the most awkward jump I've ever seen off the rock into the river. When she came up, she had tons of water in her nose and coughing, and was 10 times more mad, but kind of laughing too, humbly embarrassed. The Grandpa was beside himself laughing with his son while he swam over to save her. He was swimming backstroke half hiding how hard he was laughing, then he'd turn around to his wife and say, "oh, honeeey, are you okay?" and then he'd turn back to his son and keep laughing his ass off. When he got to her, he grabbed her and lifted her up out of the water with a huge hug, and they sort of danced around in the water while grandma was lovingly punching him and unwillingly starting to smile. Grandpa just kept dancing around with her, whispering in her ear and giving her little kisses, while she relaxed and began to love it, and it was just elegant. It was as if they were alone to them, but we were all there. Then everything kind of slowed down, and myself as well as all their kids and grand kids, just sort of stood there in awe of them. It was seriously silent. It was so clear to everyone they were still absolutely in love with one another, and everyone was jealous. That was one of the best things I've ever seen in my whole life.